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There are some childhood memories I can recall that were momentous while others were just simple, routine occurrences that, to this day, have left a lasting and comforting impression.

The bedrooms of our moderate, split level home were incredibly close together separated only by a small hall and one full bathroom. My dad’s pre-work preparation was a consistent process day in and day out. Shower, shave, brush, suit, socks, shoes…watch. It was the last thing he put on each morning before his brief breakfast and long drive to work.

He had the same watch for years. An elastic metal, manual-windingTimex treasure. Each Christmas we would suggest surprising him at with a newer, more modern self-winding version, but no one dared to take the Timex away.

The watch has become an essential accessory that changes almost as frequently as each day’s outfit. Some sporty, some special, but each still offering the same basic function…a good time.